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(Thandi)

Generation y is full of all the warriors

So I’m asking why we so focused on our followers

These dudes think the truth lies in numerated fame

He got 10k, so he gotta be a king

And these girl show they ass for their prized 100 likes

Niggas call em thots while they taking off they tights

Checking worldstar just to see the recent fight

We do it for the vine for we learning how to write

Nah youth, that ain’t right

Sit back and understand

It’s that slave money putting iphones in ya hand

No this ain't conspiracy, you know we ain’t equal

This the revolution mothafuckas, this the sequal

Yes we taking ova, fuck all that satisfied shit that they told ya

Using apps to control ya

Living in the future but our children are regressin’

Nubian mob coming at yall with a blessin

It’s like that y’all, it’s like that

Put ya fist up if you recognize you’re black

We the kings and the queens and we taking power back

So open up ya mind while niambi spits the facts

(Niambi)

Bring it back, you want facts?

See these gaps, see these traps

See these hoaxes of blacks to distract the impact

They recant and retract, telling us to relax

Fuck they plaques and they tactics

See they don’t want us to attack

They wanna keep us dumb, keep us lacking

We eating out they palms like our tails is wagging

They bragging, they got us praising they flag

And we praising white Jesus, I pledge my allegiance

The season for grievance and silence and credence

And faith in prestige, ignorant for convenience

It’s over! I’m done keeping my composure -- it’s time to get loud

I said fuck what I’m allowed, fuck making them proud

And fuck this nation under God, flawed rulers of fraud

Tryna deify your souls at any cost

It’s the revolution, it’s the renaissance(x2)

(Thandi)

Fuck scrutiny, this mutiny, this unity

Affluently influencing with fluidy the future

See oshun, we the the rulers

(Niambi)

Oshun speak the rule of sea, we ministers

Menace to whoever thinks the truth is slave to sinister

Forcing open third eyes and plotting out your demise

And gathering our troops, cause

They declare, I declare, we declare war on you

It’s the revolution, it’s the renaissance